Principal Pan's voice softened a little:

"And Lan Lan didn't ask much about me just now, is Teacher Lin really sure about the results of the sixth class of the second year of high school? If you don't know the results, I'll think of other ways for you to delay the decision of the school board as much as possible. ”

Lin Zhengran smiled: "Don't worry, principal, I'm really sure." ”

Principal Pan smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I'll rest assured, there's nothing else to do." She looked at Lin Zhengran and paused:

"Oh and one more thing, thank you Mr. Lin for helping me last time I went to the hotel, my foot injury is almost healed."

She moved her feet: "I hardly feel much pain now, thanks to you." ”

Lin Zhengran: "It's nothing, it's just that the principal, you should pay more attention to your injuries in the future, and if you don't delay, it won't hurt to go to the hospital as soon as possible." ”

Principal Pan nodded obediently: "I'm sorry last time, I caused you trouble." “

"It's okay to say, don't worry, then I'll go back if there's nothing else?"

Principal Pan's fingers clenched a little; "Hmm"

She watched Lin Zhengran turn around and want to leave, as if something was missing.

So he stood up: "Alas, wait! ”

As a result, when I got up, the wound under my foot was suddenly touched.

The whole body was crooked, and Lin Zhengran hurriedly held it when he saw this.

Not surprisingly, it was a no-brainer.

Hand on

Took advantage again.

And this time, I don't know why it went directly into the sweater, maybe it was because it was too hasty when I helped it.

Lin Zhengran hurriedly withdrew his hand: "I'm sorry principal, I didn't mean it." ”

Residual heat remains.

Principal Pan blushed, pursed her lips and stood up, she knew that it would be like this: "It's okay, I'm used to it for a long time, it's okay." ”

Lin Zhengran: "."

Principal Pan stood up straight: "My feet flashed just now, it's okay, there's nothing else, Teacher Lin, go back." ”

Lin Zhengran let out a long sigh: "That's okay, be careful." ”

"Hmm."

Lin Zhengran left.

With the office door closed.

Principal Pan clasped his palms in front of his chest with one hand.

His eyes were fixed on Lin Zhengran, who had disappeared.

The heart is beating fast.

Lan Lan, I'm sorry it's my sister's fault, my sister hasn't been in contact with a man, I didn't expect to be tempted by him just by being taken advantage of, but I do already like him.

But I won't rob you, just let him take advantage of me, and I'll be satisfied.

Sister, just watch the two of you be happy.

I'm sorry.. I'm a bad sister.

There are no language classes this morning.

So Lin Zhengran has been preparing for class and rest in the office.

It's just that when sitting in the office, no one sees it under the desk.

Zhang Lan and Lin Zhengran have always interlocked their fingers.

She looked at the book calmly and gently, but in fact, her heart was full of joy and happiness.

However, the cold Zhang Lan's words surprised Lin Zhengran.

"Mr. Lin, how are the preparations for your class's badminton match this afternoon? I see you have signed up. ”

Lin Zhengran was stunned for a moment, and then "Huh? "Yes.

And in the classroom of the sixth class of the second year of high school.

During the recess, the class leader Song Biao was signing in to receive the reward on his favorite mobile game.

The game is updated today, and you can get three lottery balls.

Song Biao, who was simply beautiful, frowned.

"It's so mosquito-legged for such a big event, I almost didn't even see what the reward was."

Tang Zhiming came over at this time and sat next to Song Biao; "Hey, head Song, stop playing, have you heard? Is that old Deng back? “

Song Biao didn't look up: "Who?" Which old Deng? ”

"The king is bald."

Hearing these three words, Song Biao turned off his mobile phone and raised his head: "What? How did he get that old thing back? ”

There was also a boy named Li Liang with short hair next to him, who also leaned over.

"What? Is the old turtle back? ”

Another man named Marin Prefecture also came around: "That dead glasses are back!" ”

A bespectacled male student coughed.

Ma Linzhou looked back at him a little embarrassed: "I didn't say you, I said that it was Wang Death Glasses." “

Tang Zhiming smiled: "I found out why did you have a nickname for him?" ”

Squad leader Song Biao: "Because that old guy doesn't have a good eye, he knows that he is looking for trouble for us all day long, and I will find someone to fire him." ”

Tang Zhiming: "He's really annoying, he knows all day long to sue his parents and threaten us, but who are you looking for to open him?" ”

Song Biao: "Our teacher." ”

Several people looked at each other.

Tang Zhiming was puzzled: "The teacher you are talking about is Teacher Lin?" Can we open other teachers? What relationship is so hard? ”

Song Biao snorted, he almost said that he had lost his mouth: "Teacher Lin doesn't have much to do with it." ”

Tang Zhiming thought to himself that there was something greasy in this.

But what Lin Zhengran's background is, he doesn't care.

Anyway, Mr. Lin has never been a normal person, he is omnipotent in heaven and earth, you say that he is the leader of the indigenous people, Tang Zhiming believes it:

"It's unrealistic, but this afternoon is a badminton game, so don't trouble us when we're happy."

Song Biao nodded; "yes, don't look for trouble while we're playing, huh?"

He reacted, his face pale: "Wait what you say?!" It's a badminton match this afternoon! ”

"yes, that's what you told me the day before yesterday, what's wrong?"

Song Biao hugged his head and felt a catastrophe coming: "It's over, it's over!" I told you! But I forgot to tell Mr. Lin! It's over! I'm going to be scolded! ”

Lunch.

In the afternoon, the school west badminton court.

At this moment, a large number of students were sitting in the audience.

A total of 100 students are waiting for the start of the competition in the warm-up area.

The referees stood aside in a regular manner, and the venue had been set up, and it was lively.

In the front row of the audience, the students of the sixth class of the second year of high school sat neatly.

Laughing.

Student Li Lin Zhengran hugged Song Biao's neck, looked at the game that was about to start on the field, frowned and smacked his tongue:

"I said Song Da class leader, if it weren't for Teacher Zhang Lan mentioning this afternoon's badminton game in the morning, I wouldn't know that today is a badminton game, no one informed me of the head teacher, do you think it's strange?"

Song Biao was hugged by his neck and trembled.

Sitting there like a bunny.

grinning: "Hehe.. You didn't come when I signed up, so I was notified, and I forgot to tell you. ”

Lin Zhengran turned his head to look at him without smiling: "Oh yes? If you don't tell me, don't tell it, but when I came back this Monday, you dragged the table that classmate Fang Meng gave me. ”

Lin Zhengran took out a form from his arms: "Why didn't you write a date on it?" Only wrote about the holding of this month, and you also forgot? ”

Song Biao continued to laugh, looking at Lin Zhengran like a wooden man, and wanted to cry without tears: "I also forgot to write, teacher, you know that I am old and have a bad memory, don't blame me, teacher." ”

Lin Zhengran: "Senior Song is expensive this year? ”

"XVIII .. But young people nowadays are like this.."

Lin Zhengran stared at him.

Song Biao suddenly looked at him aggrievedly: "Teacher, I was wrong, I was really wrong." ”

Lin Zhengran looked at the competition venue again and sighed heavily:

"Alas, forget it, as your homeroom teacher, I don't blame me for not asking clearly, after all, there are too many things this day, and I don't blame you all, just don't take it as an example, anyway, how many people in our class have signed up for a badminton competition?"

Fang Meng sat beside him and said, "Three." (End of chapter)